"Please get out."
"No."
Yun Hao could only stare at Song Ming as she continued to roam around his penthouse. Yun Hao didn't notice it earlier since her visit was all too sudden, but seeing as she was in her pajamas, she probably already had the intention of staying the night in the first place.
"Why… are you really here?"
"Hm?" Song Ming then slightly turned her head towards Yun Hao as she opened another can of soda, "Because I can?"
"...That's not really a valid reason."
Hearing the frustration slowly growing in Yun Ha's voice, Song Ming just shrugged her shoulders, slightly pushing her finely combed red hair to the sides. "Why are you here?"
"Why wouldn't I be? I live here."
"I mean why are you still here?"
"...What?"